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[Chorus]
Repoman, repoman repoman repoman
Repoman repoman repoman
Repoman repoman repoman, repoman
Yup, I pull up in the middle of the night
That way he ain’t putting up a fight
That nigga never payed you no mind
So you know I gotta make you mine
Repoman, repoman repoman repoman
Repoman, repoman

[Verse]
Tell your man I’m sorry but I gotta do it
If he ain’t paying you no mind you know I gotta tow it
I come through late so me and him don’t get into it
And your body language calling girl you know I’m fluent
I been on the liq, wanna sip, just don’t drink it all
I don’t want you lit, when I hit, I want you involved
She said just the tip, of my dick, get her wet and all
She don’t give a shit, she don’t trip, she gonna risk it all
She be on Instagram live while on a shoot
Her pictures make me fuck around and try to zoom
Baby hit me on my line if I can do you yeah
And Never let em play you got a fool
He fucked up it’s a typo
So now you know he fuckin with a sidehoe
Ill be your sidenigga that’s a sidenote
Girl why you think I’m standing by your side for

[Chorus]
Repoman, repoman repoman repoman
Repoman repoman repoman
Repoman repoman repoman, repoman
Yup, I pull up in the middle of the night
That way he ain’t putting up a fight
That nigga never payed you no mind
So you know I gotta make you mine
Repoman, repoman repoman repoman
Repoman, repoman

[Verse]
RepoMan, slight through nights
Take what’s yours make it mine
Damn she fine, you fucked up
Now you must, pay the fine
Who laughing now
Oh ha ha
Ha ha ha, ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Girl I know he causing lot of pain
And I’m here to help you do the same thing yeah
You know what I love give me brain give me neck
And I’m always here to get that same thing yeah
Speed up to where (whoa)
Not oh so fast (whoa)
Charger for what? (What)
Baby ain’t no use for that
I can understand (yeah)
I ain’t your man (no)
IPhone on dead (what)
She in my bed yeah
He fucked up it’s a typo
So now you know he fuckin with a sidehoe
Ill be your sidenigga that’s a sidenote
Girl why you think I’m standing by your side for

[Chorus]
Repoman, repoman repoman repoman
Repoman repoman repoman
Repoman repoman repoman, repoman
Yup, I pull up in the middle of the night
That way he ain’t putting up a fight
That nigga never payed you no mind
So you know I gotta make you mine
Repoman, repoman repoman repoman
Repoman, repoman

[Verse 1: Remy Ma]
If Peter Piper picked ’em, I bet you Remy ducked ’em
I told you not to touch ’em, it’s not up for discussion!
All my clothes is custom, straight from France
My hands like Mayweather’s, all my friends 8 and better!
I get a lot of money, honey
Queen Bitch I been, bitch
Body a guy for my guy make you a mean bitch
I’m his dream bitch
Mean bitch, take one for the team bitch!

[Hook: Lil’ Kim]
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
You bitches ain’t humble ‘nough
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come!
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
These fake-ass bitches is done
So wake me up early!

[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
I’m rich, I’mma stay that bitch!
You fake-ass bitch, you owe homage, pay that shit!
Spray that fif’, the crown, I’mma take that shit
‘Cause you a clown and Homey don’t play that shit!
See, they ain’t slick, be talkin’ all cray and shit
And then you see ’em, they be like that they ain’t say that shit!
I hate that shit, I can make or break your shit
See, I got options, don’t make me weigh them shits!
I heard he lay that dick, you let him filet that fish
You just met ‘im, how he bae that quick?
I’ll say it to your face, don’t gotta relay that shit
If Nick-ole a Kid-man, OJ that bitch!
Take that trip, get money, make that lick
Take your pick; that’s your set, claim that clique!
Bitch, you so thirsty, obey that shit
If that’s your dog, I suggest you go train that bitch!

[Hook: Lil’ Kim]
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
You bitches ain’t humble ‘nough
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come!
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
These fake-ass bitches is done
So wake me up early!

[Bridge: Lil’ Kim]
Kimmy B don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!
If Kimmy B don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!
If Queen Bee don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!
If Queen Bee don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!

[Hook: Lil’ Kim]
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
You bitches ain’t humble ‘nough
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come!
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
These fake-ass bitches is done
So wake me up early!

808 Mafia
Ooh, yeah

[Hook]
These dudes ain’t got no wins
Still gon’ talk like Letterman
Girls at the front door, let ’em in
Girls at the front door, let ’em in
Hoes at the front door, let ’em in
Money at the front door, let her in
Cash at the front door, let him in, hey
You’s got no wins
Still gon’ talk like Letterman
Girls at the front door, let ’em in
Girls at the front door, let ’em in
Cash at the front door, let ’em in
Money at the front door, let ’em in
Gas at the front door, let ’em in, hey

[Verse 1]
I just drink too much Gin
And I’m more drunk than I ever been
And I’m ’bout to roll up the medicine
Now they got a girl and her best friend
Let ’em take shots, now they feelin’ it
Tell me that I’m better than her ex man
If I hit it once, I’ma hit again, yeah
I be gone with the wind
? can’t handle it
Can’t be pushin’, hoe pedalin’
Y’all niggas broke, can’t get a fix
Ima turn up, gon’ hit a lick
Niggas that hate don’t benefit
Puffy, all about my benjamins

[Hook]
These dudes ain’t got no wins
Still gon’ talk like Letterman
Girls at the front door, let ’em in
Girls at the front door, let ’em in
Hoes at the front door, let ’em in
Money at the front door, let her in
Cash at the front door, let him in, hey
You’s got no wins
Still gon’ talk like Letterman
Girls at the front door, let ’em in
Girls at the front door, let ’em in
Cash at the front door, let ’em in
Money at the front door, let ’em in
Gas at the front door, let ’em in, hey

[Verse 2]
I got too much to spend
I’ll make it rain like weatherman
All about the check like ?
Eyes of the pittsburg, pedalin’
Way before the eyes on television
Pack so loud I’m yellin’ it
Want KK? I’m sellin’ it, yeah
All they do is pretend
Won’t keep it real cause they never did
Talk about life they ain’t never live
Talk about stripes they ain’t never get
Lookin’ for the right one to let ’em in
I’ma get her right, in her element
Brain so bright, she intelligent

[Hook]
These dudes ain’t got no wins
Still gon’ talk like Letterman
Girls at the front door, let ’em in
Girls at the front door, let ’em in
Hoes at the front door, let ’em in
Money at the front door, let her in
Cash at the front door, let him in, hey
You’s got no wins
Still gon’ talk like Letterman
Girls at the front door, let ’em in
Girls at the front door, let ’em in
Cash at the front door, let ’em in
Money at the front door, let ’em in
Gas at the front door, let ’em in, hey

EarDrummers
Mike WiLL Made-It
I got a brand new coupe, uh (coupe)
I got a brand new ‘Rari, yeah
I got a brand new boo, uh (boo)
I put my ex in park (uh)
I got a brand new coupe, yeah
I got a brand new ‘Rari (woah)
I got a brand new boo, yeah
Put my ex-bitch in park
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
My bitch lookin’ like ooh
Your bitch lookin’ like nah (ah yeah)
I put that bitch in park, yeah (ooh yeah)
I put that bitch in park (ah yeah)
Brrr, hello, who’s this? I don’t know you hoes
Brrr, hello, who’s this? Hold up, I’m changin’ clothes
Got a main chick, she like no new hoes
Might speak the language, but I don’t know you, bro
Drop top freak and she flossin’
Ice on creek like I’m Dawson
She gon’ hit the stage, bet he tossin’
Swimmin’ in the wave, I got lost in
I got a brand new coupe, uh (coupe)
I got a brand new ‘Rari, yeah
I got a brand new boo, uh (boo)
I put my ex in park (uh)
I got a brand new coupe, yeah
I got a brand new ‘Rari (woah)
I got a brand new boo, yeah
Put my ex-bitch in park
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
My bitch lookin’ like ooooh
Your bitch lookin’ like nah (ah yeah)
I put that bitch in park, yeah (ooh yeah)
I put that bitch in park (ah yeah)
Hollup, I need your panties off
What is this? Who are y’all?
In whose coupe? What are you talkin’ ’bout?
My bitch just came through, she done, just shut y’all down
Drop top freak and she flossin’
Ice on creek like I’m Dawson
She gon’ hit the stage, bet he tossin’
Swimmin’ in the wave, I got lost in
I got a brand new coupe, uh (coupe)
I got a brand new ‘Rari, yeah
I got a brand new boo, uh (boo)
I put my ex in park (uh)
I got a brand new coupe, yeah
I got a brand new ‘Rari (woah)
I got a brand new boo, yeah
Put my ex-bitch in park
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
My bitch lookin’ like ooh
Your bitch lookin’ like nah, nah
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park

[Intro]
Niggas iffy, uh, Blicky got the stiffy, uh
Got the blicky, uh, drum it holds fifty, uh
Scum Gang
I’ll see y’all later, suuwoo!

[Verse 1]
Pop these niggas like a wheelie nigga, you a silly nigga
In the hood with them billy niggas, and them hoover niggas
You run up and they shooting niggas, we ain’t hooping nigga
Yo Gambi, you a loser nigga, up that Uzi nigga
On the stoop, grills in, my Georgia girl on my fro
She wanna fuck but keep her clothes on, I only want the jaw
Man that’s really all I use her for as I kick her out the door
I don’t want her, you can keep the whore, she fiending for some more
In New York my niggas don’t Milly Rock, my niggas money bop
Blow a case a nigga throwing shots, I run ’em off they block
Caught a milli in the stash box, I grinded for my spot
Niggas talking ’bout that cash but my bag worth a lot
I don’t fuck with no old hoes, only new hoes
Put my dick in her backbone, I pass her to my bro
I don’t love her that’s a sad hoe, she a bad hoe
I’mma fuck her then I dash home, to the cash hoe

[Chorus]
I’m on some rob a nigga shit, take a nigga bitch
Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip
I pull up with a stick, I let that shit hit
Shout out… but I fucked that nigga bitch

[Verse 2]
Niggas iffy, uh, Blicky got the stiffy, uh
Got the blicky, uh, drum it holds fifty, uh
Move milli, all my niggas on fifty, uh
Talk down, pew pew pew, you silly, uh
Hit a stain, fifty bands, all hunnids
Spinning through ya block like a pop shove it
Shoot at me I’m shooting back, I’m getting buckets
I ain’t wanna take his life but nigga, fuck it

[Chorus]
I’m on some rob a nigga shit, take a nigga bitch
Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip
I pull up with a stick, I let that shit hit
Shout out… but I fucked that nigga bitch
I’m on some rob a nigga shit, take a nigga bitch
Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip
I pull up with a stick, I let that shit hit
Shout out… but I fucked that nigga bitch

[Outro]
Scum Gang